As Rory was getting distressed about getting "caught", she noticed that Liam had become calm. With a bright smile that illuminated his entire being, he pointed at the stall from where the roll rolled out.
There were a pair of men's oxfords visible through the gap and they heard the sound of clicking heels and panicked whispers of a woman.
They were the only couple in the bathroom. Rory let out a sigh.
But who are they? Are they married like us? Or... is something salacious going on here? Did we catch someone doing something?
The naughtiness of Rory's youth awakened. She wanted to walk there and disturb them. But then she decided not to. She should not poke her nose in other people's business.
"I think this place is haunted," Liam said.
"What the..." Rory glared at Liam for such an absurd suggestion.
